some semblance of a breather.
just a small window.
then back again.


i literally walked down my memory lane.
both heartwarming and heartrending.


we are sufficiently equipped with self-deluding devices.
contrary to popular belief, they actually aid in preventing self-destruction.
sometimes, the illusion of the ideal self preserves one better than the accurate depiction of the actual self.


censorship has cost me my security.


usually, no footprints are left in the snow.


freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose.


another packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed
and all the green belts wrapped around our minds
and endless red tape to keep the truth confined
if you could flick a switch and open your third eye
you'd see that we should never be afraid to die.

perfection at 2:40 PM